First time helping my wife find a single man for a 3P

My wife and I both have respectable professions and live a comfortable but not extravagant middle-class life. To be honest, my wife isn't the demure, classical beauty type; her features are striking, her figure slender yet voluptuous, and her skin, especially, is dazzlingly fair—the kind that arouses lust. I often feel fortunate to have such a beautiful wife, the kind others envy. I enjoy having her accompany me to various parties and revel in the envious and passionate glances from others. My wife is a wonderful woman to me and our family. Before marriage, although she had relationships with other men, she never had sexual relations with any of them. After marriage, I occasionally heard her mention that some colleagues at work would "take advantage" of her, but it was only something like touching her thigh or pinching her breasts. In short, she has never had sexual relations with any other man besides me. I, on the other hand, am different. Due to work and business, I've secretly had affairs with quite a few women, but in reality, I feel that no woman outside of marriage can replace her. This peaceful life lasted for six years; my wife's gentle nature and beautiful body brought me endless joy. As couples spend more time together, their feelings deepen, but some sensations slowly fade. Like intimacy: the passion, sweetness, and tenderness remain, but the blushing, heart-pounding excitement, the electric shock of skin-to-skin contact, the shy, restrained struggles—all are gone. This is inevitable; we're too familiar, too intimate. In fact, these feelings are beautiful, but if possible, I wish I could experience something entirely new with my wife. I always looked forward to that exciting moment, but when it finally arrived, I felt like I was dreaming. It started one night in early November. As usual, my wife and I liked to talk before bed, discussing the pleasure and wonder sex brings us while making love. My wife and I have always had a very good relationship; we share almost everything. We've tried various sexual techniques, some I taught ourselves, others learned from pornography. I don't know if other couples do this, but I know what we do is perfectly normal. My wife told me she read an article in the magazine *Ren Zhi Chu* about three families, six men and women, engaging in sexual activity. My wife's department is mostly young people, and they subscribe to all sorts of magazines. Magazines like "The Beginning of Man" and "Family, Society and Life" are among her favorites to read in her spare time. She's discussed her thoughts on some articles with me before, touching on topics like sex and lovers, and I enjoy discussing these issues with her. We're not embarrassed at all; in fact, our discussions often become more exciting and stimulating. The magazine article about a six-person party stirred up a lot of emotions in me, a complex mix of feelings, and I hoped she could provide some new thrills. Like many couples, I've also imagined my wife having sex with multiple men, telling her these fantasies during kisses and caresses, arousing her to the point of unbearable desire, leading to climaxes together. After the passion subsided, my wife always thought I was just creating the atmosphere; such things are completely impossible in real life. My wife is a conservative and dutiful woman, a fact proven by our years of marriage. However, my wife's impulse also reflects a common characteristic of women: the desire to experience more men. This consciousness is firmly rooted in a woman's mind, even though many women never dare to cross that line in their entire lives. When we talk about it after experiencing intense pleasure, we all absolutely believe it's impossible for it to happen to us; we don't realize, or perhaps we're unwilling to realize, that we also have this transgressive desire in our subconscious. I can't convince myself to encourage her to find a lover. Letting my wife go to other men in my life is something I can't bear, and besides, my wife would think I don't love her. A husband and wife each having their own affairs is also not acceptable; that would make family life like a disorganized mess, devoid of any joy, and besides, it's not much different from encouraging her to find a lover. A man's desire to possess a woman compels me to keep my wife bound to my chariot. I don't appreciate casual sex; my wife's sexual activities are not under my watchful eye, and she would think that men treat women as playthings for sexual stimulation, which is detrimental to our marital relationship. I only allow my wife to experience sexual pleasure under my complete control, so I considered a threesome. Everything was arranged by me. I would find a stranger to participate and take control of the situation. I had my own design for the game: although my wife was nearly 30, her beautiful face and full, mature figure were even more charming and attractive to men… We would find a stranger to play a threesome, which was the most popular group sex between two men and one woman, or a hybrid activity. It could also be called "double-gun attack," "shared wife," "two dragons and one phoenix," "three-person battle," "two heroes against one," "two men sharing a wife," and so on. In essence, this threesome was two men having sex with one woman. They could have sex and oral sex simultaneously, or have sex and anal sex at the same time, or even have both penises inserted into the vagina at the same time. Afterwards, they would be like strangers, with no further contact. I believe that my wife only experienced sexual satisfaction and novelty during her one extramarital sexual encounter, and wouldn't fall in love with anyone else. Even if she did, the emotional fluctuations would gradually subside since there would be no further contact. This way of resolving the issue is perhaps the most acceptable to me. After my wife finished recounting the six-person party, I didn't offer my usual comments. Instead, I resorted to my old trick, imagining the details of multiple men playing sexual games with my wife, enticing her into a sea of passionate desire with me. After calming down, I seriously told my wife, "We can find a stranger to play a threesome, two men to one woman." My wife asked me, puzzled, "Why would you think of that?" I explained my reasoning: "Love is selfless, but love and sex are separate. Should a man only have sex with one woman his whole life? Should a woman only have sex with one man her whole life? I believe that as long as there is love, it doesn't matter if a man only has sex with his wife, or a wife only has sex with her husband. As long as we deeply love each other, that's enough. Why insist on exclusivity? Besides, the pleasure of sex and the pleasure of love are two different kinds of pleasure. There's no need to force them to be the same. Love is unique, but sex is limitless." A woman's youth fades quickly. My wife has been with me for so many years and has given me so much. I wanted to make it up to her. I wanted her to experience pleasure and happiness in the game of sex. My wife still couldn't accept this reality. She sighed, unable to imagine what it would feel like to be with a strange man. Perhaps she could accept it more if it happened between acquaintances. I understand my wife's thoughts. Women are more receptive to men they know well. In a woman's eyes, wine gets better with age, and ginger gets spicier with age. A man she's known for many years might be more helpful in overcoming their psychological barriers to sex. However, I'm a rational, or perhaps selfish, person in this regard. I absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen between acquaintances. Regardless of the potential emotional entanglements my wife might cause with them and the trouble it would bring to the family, as a man, giving my wife away to an acquaintance or friend would be incredibly embarrassing. I patiently explained the pros and cons to my wife: if such a thing happens between acquaintances, it will be awkward when they meet again, and they might not even be able to remain friends. Moreover, playing such a game is different from adultery. The man's wife is often unaware of the game. Once the spouse finds out, it will not only cause conflict in the other family but also severely damage the reputations of all three, bringing immeasurable losses to the family and their careers—the risk is too great. Furthermore, if my wife develops feelings for the acquaintance, the situation we face will become even more complicated, and the consequences even more unimaginable. After listening to my analysis, my wife thought it made a lot of sense and said it would be best to find a stranger from out of town to play around with; locals are out of the question. I told her not to be so absolute; even if she didn't know anyone in the city, she could still invite them over. My wife said she was afraid of running into acquaintances, so I reassured her, "This city is so big, with millions of people! It's unlikely to be that coincidental. Besides, I have my own way of avoiding awkward situations." My way of avoiding running into acquaintances is: to find them online and contact them through the internet. My wife asked skeptically, "Are there really people like that?" I laughed, "There are plenty of people like that online." My wife doesn't use computers, let alone go online, so she knows very little about some of the new ways of interacting between men and women reflected online. My specific steps are: first, to communicate with the online friend to get a feel for their character; I absolutely won't let vulgar people contact or hurt my wife. If things go well, I'll have them send a photo to avoid running into acquaintances, and at the same time, let my wife get a feel for their appearance to decide whether to meet them. If we can meet, we can have real contact and communication, giving both of us the right to choose each other. If there are no problems, then we'll book a room and move on to the real thing. I discussed this with my wife until late at night, asking her if she agreed with my...My wife, half-asleep, agreed to my idea: "You handle everything, I'll listen to you." That night, I was so excited I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, while my wife slept soundly beside me. I couldn't help but wonder, was she really agreeing to my proposal? On one hand, the thought of my wife about to be with someone else made me feel a pang of jealousy, but on the other hand, if she really took that step, I felt I had done right by her, and a sense of relief washed over me. The next evening, my wife went to a friend's house, and I stayed home and went online, entering the local chat room on Sina. My username was "Couple Online," and five or six netizens immediately contacted me. During our conversations, I felt they were either of very low character or didn't have photos, so I eliminated them without hesitation. Regarding my search for a partner, most of the netizens asked almost the same two questions: "Are you impotent?" and "Is your wife too demanding?" These people lacked a deep understanding of sex, which was both laughable and pathetic. Finally, a netizen from Beijing contacted me, saying he was 30 years old and would be in the city on a business trip the next day. He said he understood this lifestyle. During our conversation, I thought he seemed alright, and he eventually sent me his photo via email. I told him I'd decide after my wife returned. When my wife came home, I immediately showed her the netizen's photo. She laughed, "You actually took it seriously? I was so sleepy last night, I only agreed because I wanted to sleep..." It was like a blow to the head; I was truly stunned. I pulled my wife down to sit and asked her to take a closer look at the netizen, recommending him as a handsome young man. But my wife was more interested in the vase next to the young man in the photo, praising its uniqueness and beauty, and asking when we could buy one like that for our home. All my efforts from last night were wasted. I could only obediently watch TV with my wife, trying to appease her with kind words, afraid she might misunderstand me... However, I was still unwilling to give up on my wife's rejection. After getting into bed, I imagined a threesome and teased my wife, getting her very excited. At that moment, I lovingly told my wife that I was doing this because I truly loved her, it was an expression of my love for her, and I wanted to make my beloved wife happy and joyful, but I wouldn't allow anyone to take her away. This was the best way to play the game. My wife, deeply moved by our passionate encounter, said that my idea showed a man's love for his wife had reached its highest level. She finally agreed to let me help her find a stranger for sexual encounters, saying that the online friend in Beijing was indeed handsome, and I could reply to him. The next morning, I immediately replied to the online friend, agreeing to meet and giving him my phone number. That evening, my wife had a dinner party, and I stayed home online. The online friend didn't reply, which disappointed me. I felt that this kind of thing had to be done quickly, as I was afraid my wife would change her mind if I waited too long. I continued to browse Sina's chat room, and an online friend contacted me. I felt that this online friend's conversation was mediocre, and his sexual intentions were too obvious. He asked questions like whether my wife was pretty and whether she was willing to have sex, which was very offensive. My wife and I both oppose perverted sexual behavior. He was eager to meet immediately, even saying that he had his ID with him and would book a hotel room immediately if it was feasible. He told me his identity as a soldier and gave me his phone number. I figured soldiers, separated from their families, would have strong desires in this regard, but I really didn't appreciate his manner of speaking. I decided to use him as a test, letting my wife meet him—a little exercise for her, I'd say. I definitely wouldn't play a threesome with him. I immediately called my wife to ask if the dinner was over. She said she was in her friend's car, already on her way home. Learning from the previous day's experience, and fearing she might change her mind, I lied and told her to call me when we were almost home, and I'd go for a walk with her. My wife was delighted and said she'd let me know as soon as we got home. We met downstairs, and I opened the car door for her. She asked in surprise, "Didn't we say we'd go for a walk?" I laughed and replied, "Just a drive; it's been a long time since we've had one." My wife said she was too full and really wanted a walk to digest, but she still got in the car, and I drove straight to the agreed-upon location. My wife chattered on and on about the dinner the whole way. That evening, a colleague was celebrating his housewarming and invited his wife and about twenty colleagues to his home. At the dinner table, the men drank heavily and became quite boisterous. My wife paused here. Knowing her temperament, I suspected something was amiss, so I asked if someone had offended her. She nodded and continued, telling me that while everyone was drinking and making a ruckus, their department head, Director Liu, drunkenly moved next to her, put his arm around her shoulder, adjusted her collar, and then, under the guise of touching her fair neck, said with feigned concern, "Your clothes are very pretty, but unfortunately the collar isn't turned up properly." The man's eyes gleamed with shameless lewdness. My wife had carefully dressed before going out, so she wouldn't have been inappropriately dressed. She knew he was deliberately taking advantage of her, but she couldn't say anything in front of everyone, though she felt extremely uncomfortable. Director Liu was bald and known for his womanizing ways in their workplace, but he was also cheerful and witty, often surrounded by a large group of women. I knew him. In the past, I would have been furious if I had known about this. Although I still felt uncomfortable hearing it now, I thought it was just colleagues flirting, and it wasn't too outrageous, so there was no need to take it too seriously. Besides, my eagerness to get my wife to meet the online friend seemed to lessen my resentment towards Director Liu. I comforted my wife, saying, "He's had too much to drink. Don't take him seriously. If he goes too far later, tell me, and I'll deal with him." After a few words of reassurance, I cautiously asked her if she wanted to meet the online friend. My wife asked what kind of online friend, and I replied that he was a soldier. As we approached the agreed-upon location, I pulled the car over and said, "Is it just a meeting? I don't want to do anything tonight. Consider it a little exercise for you." My wife realized I was serious and angrily refused, "Hey, you're not serious, are you? I thought it was just a joke. Is this okay? I have a husband too. If you want to meet him, go see him yourself. I'm not going!" And that was the end of it. The journey home was silent, my heart filled with indescribable emotions. My wife's loyalty deeply moved me, but her inability to take that step left me bewildered. She told me I loved her wholeheartedly and begged her not to have any other thoughts. Seeing my somber expression, she softened her tone and said, "I don't like soldiers, and besides, I'm not in the mood tonight... Give me some time to adjust, okay?" Back home, we went to bed, and I earnestly tried to persuade her, "A modern woman should be adventurous and ready for challenges. I really want to find a man to play with you, just one, and we can play a threesome, so you can have more fun. You're almost 30; life is short. You should do what you truly desire while you're young. It would be wonderful to experience different men! I really want you to try other men, truly." My wife said that as long as I spent time with her, that was enough; she didn't want to play these games, fearing it would hurt my feelings. I tried to reassure my wife, saying, "This is all my choice! Extramarital sex is a supplement to marriage. As long as you don't fall in love with someone else and your feelings belong to me, the more fulfilling our extramarital sex life is, the stronger our marriage will be." My wife said, "Honey, I know you mean well, but I just can't take that step. It's like asking me to eat fatty meat; I know it won't do any harm to my health, but please don't force me." I continued to persuade her, "This is a secret between us. We've both been through this before. As long as it doesn't affect our marriage and family, what's wrong with a little indulgence in our sex life?" My wife still hesitated. She had never had sex with another man before, and she didn't know what to do if she really did this. Besides, wouldn't it be too lewd? I said, "From a physiological perspective, as long as you pay attention to hygiene and contraception, a mature woman can have sex with several men in a row, so you don't need to worry about getting hurt at all. Most importantly, we both enjoy sex and want to explore its mysteries. Our relationship won't change because of this; it'll just be about experiencing different things, isn't that great?" Seeing that my wife was already interested, I asked again, "If that guy in Beijing contacts me by phone, should we meet him?" My wife was silent for a moment, then replied, "You've already promised someone else, and I don't want to hurt him, so let's try! But just once is enough... The most important thing is, are you really willing to let me do this kind of thing?" My wife is always so serious about things. I said, "Why not? I'm serious, I've thought it through. Since I've been fantasizing about it for so long, it needs a breakthrough to be meaningful." The next day, November 8th. That morning, my wife went to work, the children went to their maternal grandmother's house, and I continued to search for friends in the local chat room on Sina. I really hope that friend in Beijing will contact me, because this day presents a good opportunity. The child can be looked after in the afternoon and for dinner, giving my wife and me some free time. However, I have a work engagement at noon, and my wife has to attend a colleague's wedding in the evening, so the time I spend with my wife will be limited.It was only a few hours in the afternoon. Perhaps my standards were too high; the online conversations weren't going well, and it was almost 11 a.m. with no results. I was a little discouraged and was about to shut down the computer and go to the kitchen to cook when a netizen named "White-Collar 23" greeted me. This netizen was very frank, saying he was from another province and had had similar experiences with his wife back home, hoping to join our lives. I told him that my wife and I had seen some erotic content online and were very interested in sex games involving two men and one woman. I love my wife, but I also want her to experience some excitement. In my moral sense, my wife is my most private possession, especially sexually. Revealing what is most private and intimate is a challenge to myself and to morality. Humans survive through constant challenges—that's the source of excitement. Life is short, and I want to do what I truly want to do while I'm young, so I especially want to find a man to love my wife with, but I can't just find anyone. I'm afraid of encountering vulgar people who might hurt my wife. This netizen was very understanding of my situation, saying he could fully cooperate and would respect my wife completely. During our conversation, I learned that he and his wife had had similar experiences, and he was also from my hometown, which made me feel even closer to him. I repeatedly emphasized that my wife had never tried this before, and that meeting in person might be fruitless, so I hoped he could work with me to persuade her. He frankly admitted that he was actually 28 years old, only two years younger than his wife, but he looked younger, so he described himself as 23 in his online name. We exchanged QQ numbers, and he sent me his photo. Just then, my wife came home from get off work. I showed her his picture, and she laughed, "This guy looks a bit simple and honest, and he even looks a bit like you!" I asked her, "Do you want to meet him?" She said, "Sure, if you say so, then let's meet!" She answered so readily that I was a little skeptical and asked, "Why did you agree so quickly?" She said, "You were angry last night, but you just didn't show it. I don't want you to be unhappy again today..." A feeling of gratitude welled up inside me: My wife is so good! I immediately told the online friend that my wife had agreed to meet him, and we arranged to meet around 3 pm after I finished my social engagement. We would contact each other by phone then. The engagement was in the suburbs, and it was already past 2 pm after dinner. On the way back, I called the online friend and asked him to find a private room at a teahouse near Green Lake. A quieter environment would facilitate conversation and help create a pleasant atmosphere. Then I called my wife, who was taking a nap, to wake her up. My wife seemed a little reluctant on the other end of the line, saying, "I still want to sleep!" I coaxed her repeatedly, "Sweetie, don't lie to me. We're just meeting up first. You can decide the rest later." After entering the dormitory compound, I called my wife again. She said she was just getting dressed and would come down after tidying up. The twenty-odd minutes I spent waiting for her in the car felt like an eternity. The thought of my wife meeting her online friend, of... conflicting emotions—anxiety, excitement, and sadness—swirled within me. It felt like a dream; I hoped she would change her mind, yet I also hoped she would go and face it. Finally, my wife arrived at the car. That day, she wore a perfectly tailored dark trench coat, with a light yellow fitted sweater underneath, exuding a casual charm. It was clear she hadn't dressed up intentionally; she had simply combed her hair and applied some lipstick. As usual, she wasn't glamorous or flashy, but rather fresh, natural, and elegant. My wife later told me that she hadn't dressed up much; she was just dawdling and didn't want to go out. But considering how much effort I'd put in, she didn't want to disappoint me. Unlike usual, this time she sat in the back of the car. She refused to sit next to me in the driver's seat, saying she wanted some peace and quiet. When we were almost at Green Lake, my online friend called, saying he wasn't familiar with the area. He knew there were teahouses, but couldn't find any with private rooms. He was from another province, and I understood his predicament, so I told him we were almost there and I'd contact him again once we found the place. I took my wife to a teahouse called "Holy Land Sand," which had private rooms on the second floor. The private room was unique and elegant. The brightly colored single sandpits were shaped like hands—a novel design—and the cozy space was filled with tranquility. My wife loved this playground-like environment. She practically cheered as she leaned heavily into the sofa, her round, bright eyes sparkling with excitement, and a blush of joy spreading across her face. The weather was warm. My wife wasn't wearing a trench coat when she got out of the car; her light yellow sweater, combined with the graceful curves of her body, added a spring-like feel to the small private room. It also made me think my wife was very sexy, always possessing a certain charm. I felt truly fortunate to have such a captivating wife in this life. Just as the tea was served, our online friend appeared. We invited him to sit down, and everyone chatted about everything under the sun. This friend wore glasses, was refined and polite, but slightly reserved and cautious. He told us about his personal experiences and family situation, and told us his surname was Huang. My wife later told me that she admired two things about Huang: first, his unwillingness to settle for a stable and mundane life, his willingness to constantly change jobs, and his courage to challenge himself; second, his desire for his child to have a happy childhood, a sentiment my wife had previously shared, although that wouldn't be possible after the child started school. Midway through the conversation, I excused myself to use the restroom, allowing them to talk alone. When I returned, we chatted for a while, and then my wife also went to the restroom. I asked Xiao Huang if he had feelings for his wife. He said, "Your wife is beautiful and sexy, of course I'd love to have her. You're so lucky!" He also told me that his wife truly loves him and is rather conservative, lamenting that he doesn't know if society is developing too fast or if she's out of touch with the times. She said she can feel his love for her, but she's confused about the depth of that love. Since we finally met, and I still don't know his wife's true feelings, I discussed with Xiao Huang that he would make an excuse to leave so I could ask his wife what she thought. After Xiao Huang left, I eagerly asked his wife how the conversation went and whether she was willing to talk to him. His wife said she didn't know, but she thought Xiao Huang was quite nice. She said that if it didn't involve that kind of thing, she felt the conversation was very intimate and natural, but once it did, she had an indescribable feeling… She didn't know what would happen if they were really in that kind of environment. I knew her inner struggle and unease: "You're conflicted right now, aren't you?" "Yes…" she nodded, still keeping her head down. "Your conflicting feelings mean you still have desires. It's because you want it, but you feel it's wrong, that's why you feel conflicted. Your unease comes from traditional societal norms that believe women shouldn't have extramarital affairs. Actually, don't think you're at a disadvantage; just feel like you're having fun with another man and enjoying yourself." My wife was still a little hesitant, after all, we'd never done anything like this before. I knew my encouragement had given her the resolve, so I seized the opportunity to continue encouraging her, saying, "Sex is a need, your body is your own, and as long as you're willing to try, I approve. What's wrong with that? If you've thought it through, just do it! It's just for pleasure, so let's try it once, okay?" My wife held my hand tightly, staring at me for a long time before nodding and saying, "Okay, if you really want me to try, I'll listen to you, let's try it once!" Now that my wife had agreed, I could put my plan into action. After Xiao Huang returned, I told him there was a hotel near Green Lake and asked him to book a room. He said he didn't have his ID card with him, and I said anxiously, "We need your out-of-town ID card to book a room!" He said he'd take a taxi back to get it right away. Walking hand-in-hand with my wife along the edge of Green Lake, I asked her, "Are you nervous?" She replied, "Not really nervous, just a little uneasy. It's like when my mother used to ask me to meet her boyfriend; I didn't want to, but she meant well, and I couldn't refuse." I squeezed her hand and encouraged her, "Sex is a pleasure. As long as we prepare properly and make the threesome harmless, you can enjoy it to the fullest. Try to relax and don't worry about what I might think. As long as you're enjoying yourself and not being tortured, I won't care who you do it with." We drove to the hotel parking lot, and my wife quietly sat in the back seat. I called Xiao Huang, who told us everything was arranged in room 425. Suddenly, I remembered something important and called Xiao Huang to remind him to bring safety equipment. After listening, my wife suddenly blurted out, "I think you're forcing someone into prostitution..." A pang of bitterness welled up inside me. I said, "Actually, this is between you and me, it doesn't bother anyone else, and it's none of their business. I don't care, so what are you afraid of? Besides, going with someone once or twice... you won't lose anything, and it adds some spice to our lives, isn't that interesting?" My wife didn't say anything more, just followed me upstairs into the room. I checked my watch; it was a little past 5. It was a standard room, not very big; the two beds in the middle made the room quite crowded. A sports event was playing on the TV. (Little Huang)After pouring us tea, he sat still, probably unsure how to begin. All three of us knew what was going to happen, but none of us knew what to do—the beginning is always the hardest! So, I said to my wife, "Ladies first, would you like to take a shower first?" On the way upstairs, I had already discussed with my wife that either Xiao Huang or she should shower first, and one of us needed to watch our bags. It wasn't that I didn't trust Xiao Huang, but we should be wary of strangers. My wife dressed neatly and went into the bathroom. While she showered, I drew the curtains. The curtains in this room were different from those in other hotels; the thin, pale yellow curtains had only a white gauze underneath, unlike the thick black underlayers of other hotel curtains that completely blocked out light. This was good; if it was pitch black and we couldn't see anything, it would be less stimulating. I honestly told Xiao Huang that I was very nervous, a unique feeling that was hard to describe… Xiao Huang comforted me, saying that everyone feels this way the first time, with a lot of anxiety, and that this feeling would gradually disappear after experiencing it. After a moment of silence, I discussed it with Xiao Huang again: I told him to act opportunistically while I showered, hoping to see his progress when I came out. Although I said this, I was actually afraid my wife would be hurt. Xiao Huang understood my feelings, saying he was only having sex with my sister-in-law and assured me he would respect her and wouldn't hurt her, assuring me not to worry. I specifically instructed Xiao Huang that he must find an opportunity to enter my wife first during our encounter. I did this mainly to prevent my wife from changing her mind; doing so would make it a fait accompli. Xiao Huang calmly smiled and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who goes first, I won't mind." I could tell Xiao Huang was indeed experienced in this area. After a while, my wife's voice came from the bathroom, telling me to make the bed. I didn't hear clearly, thinking she wanted me to close the curtains, and casually replied that I had already. This meant my wife was about to come out of the bathroom. My heart pounded as I imagined: if my wife came out fully clothed, should I undress her, or should Xiao Huang undress her? I could probably handle it better if I undressed her, but watching Xiao Huang undress her would be more exciting… The bathroom door opened, and my wife stepped out, walking straight down the hallway into the room. Her face was flushed after her bath, her hair slightly disheveled, but her fair skin shone even brighter. To my surprise, she wasn't wearing any clothes. A dark yellow towel wrapped around her full body, her snow-white arms exposed above her ample breasts. The small towel couldn't cover her completely; the hem of her bathrobe revealed her slipper-clad feet and part of her fair thighs. She exuded a mature woman's unique sexiness and charm… Why was my wife so open now? The only thing covering her body was a towel—didn't that mean I could easily strip her naked? But only for a moment. My wife turned back and hid in the bathroom, complaining, "Why didn't you make the bed for me?" I then understood what she meant and quickly did as she said. My thinking was correct; my wife genuinely wanted to make things convenient for us. Later, she told me that she was wearing a tight-fitting bra that day, extending from her upper body to her buttocks, which was difficult to take off. Since she had already come this far, she figured she might as well just leave her wrapped in a towel and go out, rather than have us go through the trouble of undressing her. I went to the bathroom with my wife, then helped her out, and carefully helped her onto the bed against the wall. After she lay down wrapped in her bathrobe, I quickly pulled the blanket over her. Xiao Huang's eyes swept over my wife's body, and from a man's perspective, I sensed that his gaze wasn't particularly lewd. He calmly walked towards the bathroom. At that moment, I understood his composure, a trait born of experience. I sat down beside my wife and tenderly stroked her face. My wife seemed cold and asked me to bring the blanket over her. She seemed to dislike me at that moment, moving to the very edge of the bed, pitifully shrinking her body to one side, as if avoiding me… Looking at my wife, I imagined that perhaps that exciting moment had begun the instant I entered the bathroom, with Xiao Huang and my wife already having sex. I didn't know if I could be naked and open with another man, nor how to break the awkwardness at the beginning. The thought of my wife embracing, kissing, caressing, and even having sex with another man filled me with mixed emotions. My nervousness was no less than my wife's, and we were speechless for a moment. My consciousness was somewhat blurred… It felt like I was preparing a special gift for my beloved, wanting her to love and be very satisfied with it. I wasn't worried that she would love this crazy thrill; I was only worried that she might be hurt because the other person wasn't gentle enough. If she told me she liked it afterward, I would be very happy; if she regretted trying it, I believe I would regret it even more than her, hating myself for hurting my beloved. Soon after, Xiao Huang came out, also wrapped in a towel. I took off my outer clothes and pants in front of them, entering the bathroom in my underwear. While showering, I would occasionally press my ear to the crack in the bathroom door to listen, trying to know what was happening outside, but apart from the monotonous sound of the showerhead, I couldn't hear anything. After showering, I went outside and saw Xiao Huang sitting beside my wife, leaning towards her, gently stroking her hair and talking to her. My wife covered her eyes with one hand, looking very nervous. My wife later told me that Xiao Huang was very disciplined; before I appeared, he sat on the edge of the bed, saying to her with concern, "Sister-in-law, you're sleeping too far in; you could move a little." My wife replied nervously, "It's okay." They then fell silent. After a while, Xiao Huang probably felt a little cold and asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, can I come over and cover myself with a blanket?" My wife nodded with her eyes closed and replied, "Sure." Xiao Huang sat down beside my wife, pulled the blanket over her legs, and gently stroked her hair, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, relax, it's okay..." Xiao Huang's reassurance made my wife feel very warm. At that moment, I came out of the bathroom. Seeing me, Xiao Huang moved to the other side and sat down, perhaps feeling that everything should start with me. I lay reclining beside my wife, gently embracing her soft arms, and tenderly kissed her cheek. She slightly opened her eyes, looked at me, and said, "Husband..." before closing them again and resting her head against my chest, exuding a captivating feminine aura. Looking at her blushing cheeks and inhaling her alluring fragrance, I felt as if I were in a dream. I suppressed the surging emotions in my chest, trying to relax as much as possible, and said to her, "Wife, I love you..." As I spoke, my cool lips kissed her rosy cheek, my hand slipping under the covers, moving over her full breasts, kneading her soft nipples, and then trying to pull back the towel covering her soft body. My wife suddenly gripped the towel tightly, her voice trembling, "No...don't untie it..." I understood her shyness, so I stopped what I was doing, gently stroked her hair, and pressed my tongue against her bright red lips, letting it linger inside. "Mmm..." my wife moaned softly, her warm tongue responding passionately to my intrusion, our tongues entwining in a passionate embrace. Taking advantage of this, I smoothly untied the towel from my wife's body, and her slightly cool breasts immediately fell into my hands. I gently kneaded them, and my wife hugged my neck tightly, feeling her breathing gradually become heavier... I glanced sideways at Xiao Huang and found him still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at us. I pulled my hand out from under the covers and beckoned to him, signaling him to come over. As I deeply kissed my wife, I naturally lifted the covers slightly, and my wife's snow-white breasts were immediately exposed to Xiao Huang's eyes. On her high breasts, one large brown nipple trembled slightly as I kneaded her breast, and the unique fragrance of a mature woman was faintly visible. Soon, I felt Xiao Huang's breath. He gently leaned down and softly took my wife's nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with gusto, while his hand moved towards the breast I was kneading. "Oh..." My wife pulled away from my lips, tilting her head back and letting out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed... The blanket was completely pulled back during our movements, revealing my wife's full, white, and tender body, her beautiful curves and exquisite figure completely exposed. My wife has always had a good figure—a slender waist, full hips, and long legs—but that day I suddenly realized that compared to when we got married, my wife's figure had not only not changed at all, but was even more mature and alluring than before. Her breasts were still so high and firm, and even fuller and softer than before; her legs were still so white and slender, and even more rounded and fuller than before; with age, her body was even more full of the charm of a mature woman. Releasing my hand, as Xiao Huang took over caressing my wife's trembling breast, his hand went directly to my wife's thickly haired pubic area. My wife is quite voluptuous; the flesh on either side of her vulva is very fleshy, like two low, fleshy hills nestled on either side of a stream. I know my wife doesn't like her clitoris touched, so I simply circled my fingers around the opening of her vagina. My wife kept her eyes closed, letting us do as we pleased, her eyelashes fluttering incessantly, her breathing rapid and shallow. Meanwhile...I found Xiao Huang standing by the bed, my wife's slender, pale hand holding his large, dark penis. Xiao Huang's penis was thick and dark, throbbing slightly, the veins almost visible as it twisted from erection; the glans was swollen and purplish-red from extreme engorgement. My wife later told me that Xiao Huang had pulled her hand over; she hadn't dared to look at his penis, only that it was hot, thick, and large. I lowered my head and kissed my wife again; her breathing became more rapid, faster, and warm love fluid gradually overflowed from her vagina, making my fingers increasingly sticky. Then, I felt Xiao Huang's hair brush against the back of my hand on my wife's lower body. It turned out that Xiao Huang had been kissing my wife's thighs, from the outside in… No wonder my wife's love fluid was flowing so quickly and so profusely; it was the result of two men kissing and caressing her! I gazed intently at my wife, her face flushed with the passion aroused by lust. Her eyes were half-closed, half-open, her gaze hazy, her brows brimming with tenderness. She writhed her voluptuous body, her every curve perfectly accentuated. I withdrew my hand from her vaginal opening, continuing to caress her breasts. My lips left hers, and I looked up to watch Xiao Huang's actions. I saw Xiao Huang gently part my wife's long, slender legs, pressing his face against her pubic hair, his lips instantly clamping onto her clitoris. "Oh..." My wife tilted her head back, her face, previously closed, becoming even more alluring. She involuntarily parted her sensual lips, letting out a stimulating moan. Her legs, controlled by Xiao Huang's hands, involuntarily rose. As Xiao Huang's lips and tongue pressed harder against my wife's vulva, her legs swayed up and down. Xiao Huang worked very hard. He tilted his head and lifted his wife's buttocks, burying half his face in her pubic hair, licking her for a long time. His wife's legs spread wider and wider. She had lost her previous shyness and actively exposed her most private parts, letting Xiao Huang's tongue travel over every inch of her skin. Amidst the sounds of licking, sucking, probing, and drilling, his wife seemed extremely uncomfortable, but she cried out "Ah ah" even more joyfully. I knew that when his wife was fully aroused, a little bit of fleshy labia, like the edge of a scallop's skirt, would peek out from her vulva, curled and wrinkled, sometimes glistening with a layer of love fluid secreted after arousal, coating the vulva and the exposed edge of the skirt, like the petals of a fleshy bud smeared with honey. "How does it feel?" I whispered in his wife's ear. "Ah...husband...his tongue is all the way in...I can't take it anymore...it's so itchy down there...it's so uncomfortable...I'd rather be...than suffer like this...you two...let's see who goes first, stop teasing me!" I nodded: "Wife, be brave, you might have to endure a little longer! Don't you like this kind of foreplay?" My wife nodded too: "Then...I...I...I'm going to embarrass you...I'm sorry...he's really amazing...ah...I'm so wet!" With our movements, my wife moaned softly, her beautiful body almost convulsing, her moans rising and falling, the blanket had completely fallen to the floor. Her dark pubic hair was soaked with her own juices and stuck to the inside of her thighs on both sides of her vulva, her engorged labia minora were slightly turned apart, revealing the tender red vaginal opening that was wriggling slightly as if urging the next step. I felt it was about time, so I turned to look at Xiao Huang. He was looking at me too, his eyes questioning me. I understood he was asking if we could begin, so I nodded. Xiao Huang left my wife's body to put on a condom. I kissed my wife's face and continued to caress her thighs… At this moment, my wife clearly knew what was about to happen; her body trembled a few times, seemingly a little nervous. Now that we'd reached this crucial point, I was afraid she might change her mind, so I leaned over her, pressing down on her arms, holding her firmly so she couldn't move an inch. At this moment, my wife seemed to understand my nervousness. She opened her eyes and nodded gently at me, as if to tell me she wouldn't back out. Perhaps to reassure me, she deliberately spread her already open legs even wider, completely, thoroughly, clearly, and beautifully opening her vagina, which had originally belonged only to me, to this strange man before her. I watched helplessly as Xiao Huang straddled the bed, knelt between my wife's fair legs, and then looked down at her vulva. One hand guided his penis, while the other parted her labia, first circling the head of his penis against her labia before pressing it directly against her vaginal opening. I leaned forward, watching this tense moment unfold. Xiao Huang's buttocks slowly lowered, his penis parting her labia, pushing open her vaginal opening, and gradually thrusting deeper into her vagina. As he entered her, for some reason, my wife grabbed my hand and pressed it against her chest. Immediately afterward, Xiao Huang released both hands, and a third of his penis was already inside my wife's body. At the same time, he lunged at her, thrusting his lower body forward. "Oh..." As Xiao Huang leaned forward and his large penis penetrated, my wife's breasts bounced, and she cried out passionately. Her buttocks and waist responded by thrusting upward, her beautiful face turning to one side, gripping the side of the pillow tightly, and letting out a "Oh!"... I could feel her heart pounding. When I saw her furrowed brows relax and her lips twitch slightly, I knew that although I couldn't see the two sets of sexual organs inside her body that I, her husband, found so unforgettable, were tightly intertwined, my wife's expression clearly told me: in that instant, the flesh that had previously only covered part of my body had now accepted the extremely swollen flesh of another man. Xiao Huang, naked, pressed himself against my wife's voluptuous body, his head touching mine above her face. Since their lower bodies were already joined, it was difficult for Xiao Huang to position his hands for support. So I got up and moved to the other side of the bed, making room for him. On my side of the bed, close to the wall, the aisle was narrow, making it difficult to observe them. I turned and walked to the other side of the bed, squatting beside it, gently stroking the inside of my wife's raised thigh, carefully observing Xiao Huang's movements. At this moment, I could clearly see that Xiao Huang's thick penis was fully inserted into my wife's alluring vagina, the two labia tightly gripping the base of his penis, with only a clump of dark pubic hair visible outside, indistinguishable as to whether it belonged to my wife or Xiao Huang. The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the curtains, illuminating a naked couple: the man's elbows supported his body, his head pressed intimately against the woman's delicate face. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes closed, and her slightly parted lips emitted passionate moans. Her two long, white, and slender legs were slightly raised, her snow-white flesh swaying with the man's hip movements. Xiao Huang's firm buttocks began to thrust repeatedly into his wife's lower body. He didn't thrust in and out forcefully, but rather kept most of his thick, hard penis inside her vagina, then vigorously twisted his hips, making a half-rotating, churning, and pounding motion inside her… At this moment, his wife's lower body was completely under Xiao Huang's control. With each forceful thrust, his wife emitted a series of intoxicating "Oh… Ah…" responses, her full buttocks involuntarily writhing in rhythm with the man on top of her. At this moment, Xiao Huang was clearly concentrating all his attention on the squeezing and rubbing of his glans against the tender flesh of my wife's vaginal walls. With each thrust, he let out a soft moan, seemingly enjoying the intense pleasure. I knew that although my wife had given birth once, her vagina was still remarkably well-preserved, with excellent muscle elasticity and a wonderful tactile feel. Xiao Huang's glans must have reached deep inside her, powerfully rubbing and impacting her, carefully feeling the tightness, contractions, and lubrication within. I stared blankly at Xiao Huang's gentle yet powerful movements on my wife. It was the first time I had seen another man's penis inside my wife's vagina, and hearing her passionate moans, I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. This woman entering the world of lust was my wife! She had finally accepted a stranger, opened her body to him, willing to envelop his body with her own, to accommodate his deep penetration within her, willing to guide him to ejaculate and enjoy pleasure, and willing for him to unleash ecstasy, trembling, and spasms from within her, to experience her exquisite orgasm. Their most intimate and tender parts were now intertwined and rubbing together, her bodily fluids soaking their bodies. I couldn't resist placing my hand between my wife's vagina and anus beneath Xiao Huang's penis, gently pinching her perineum. "Oh...oh..." My wife's moans grew stronger as Xiao Huang began thrusting in and out of her vagina, his scrotum swaying back and forth, tapping against the back of my hand. "Plop...plop...plop..." Soft sounds emanated from their genitals as an astonishing amount of fluid was drawn out from the gaps around his penis, flowing down his inner thighs and onto the sheets.In fact, over the years I had tried all sorts of sexual techniques with my wife, and I knew every part of her body inside and out as if it were part of my own. But at this moment, I simply couldn't help but be shocked by the clear movements of a stranger's penis penetrating my wife. A surge of indescribable excitement welled up inside me. Such a wonderful wife, such a beautiful vulva. The place I was most fascinated by when my wife and I first got married was now being fully enjoyed by this stranger. Witnessing my beloved wife's familiar vulva enduring the thrusting of his large, yellow penis, I couldn't help but feel my blood boiling. My lower body was also extremely aroused, especially the sounds of the man's rough moans mixed with my wife's soft breaths, the "slap slap slap" of flesh colliding and the "plop, plop" sounds of genitals rubbing together during intercourse. I couldn't control my intense feelings. This feeling seeped into my body, and I became addicted. I moved to the head of the bed and, beneath Xiao Huang's body, reached out and roughly kneaded my wife's breasts, twisting her nipples and pressing them into various shapes in rhythm with Xiao Huang's thrusts… At this moment, Xiao Huang tenderly asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, are you comfortable?" Having experienced pleasure with a man other than her husband for the first time, my wife, enjoying the sensation, nodded frankly. Encouraged, Xiao Huang said to my wife again, "Sister-in-law, if you're comfortable, will you hold me?" He then kissed my wife's slightly parted lips, which were still groaning. At first, my wife kept her teeth tightly closed to prevent Xiao Huang's tongue from entering, but as Xiao Huang's lower body thrust violently, she couldn't control herself anymore, opening her mouth in a daze and actively welcoming Xiao Huang's tongue. As their tongues intertwined wildly, she couldn't help but tightly embrace Xiao Huang's naked body. I could clearly see the expressions of pleasure and confusion on their faces caused by the friction of their genitals. Under the relentless pressure of the man on top of her, the wife gradually spread her legs wider and wider, finally wrapping them around his thick waist. In renewed excitement, she parted again, then wrapped them around again… her buttocks rose and fell in rhythm with Xiao Huang's thrusts. I could clearly see that between the wife's raised, swaying legs, in front of Xiao Huang's testicles, amidst the intertwined pubic hair, the man's thick, hard penis was completely inside her. The wife's tender, red vaginal opening turned in and out with each thrust, milky white fluid flowing from her vagina, trickling down her perineum to her buttocks… Suddenly, Xiao Huang stepped off the bed, his penis, still erect in his condom, seemed even thicker and stronger after his rounds of penetration. His slick, glistening member was completely wet from base to tip. Xiao Huang turned to me and said, "Brother, come on up!" He said he couldn't handle his wife's passionate reaction and needed to rest. I looked at my wife; her eyes were closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, seemingly oblivious to everything. I immediately climbed onto the bed, facing my limp wife, kneeling beneath her and supporting her thighs with my hands. Her vulva, still open like a small, sticky penis, was immediately exposed before me. I straddled her, holding my erect penis, and thrust forward forcefully towards her overflowing vagina. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so wet; my penis practically slid in. As soon as it entered, I heard a low moan from her throat, followed by a cry of "Ah…" as my entire penis filled her completely. Once inside, I suddenly realized how easy and smooth entry had been today. The soft, warm embrace, the friction, the lubrication—everything was perfectly balanced. My wife's vagina, after being explored by my large penis, felt a little looser, but it was soft, warm, wet, and lubricated—very comfortable to insert. Normally, when my wife and I make love, it doesn't feel anything special, but at this moment, it feels incredibly alluring. I can feel my wife's vaginal walls sucking and licking, the hot, folded walls gripping my penis tightly, sending waves of indescribable pleasure through me. This is my wife's secret place, just now being brought to orgasm by another man! I can clearly feel her soft, tender body moving deeper and deeper, feeling her body spasming and sucking at my penis. My glans is 15 centimeters deep inside my wife, feeling her burning desire. I stop there, feeling my penis enveloped by the soft, hot flesh of her vagina, an indescribable comfort, as if the whole world has ceased to exist, only the hot, soft attraction emanating from that one place is real. Unsurprisingly, I began thrusting my hips back and forth. Due to my wife's abundant secretions, my penis slid smoothly through her vagina, which was overflowing with fluids. Compared to the usual warm, tight, and sucking sensation, her vagina was now overflowing with juices and incredibly elastic, as if making room for me to unleash my full potential. My wife kept her eyes closed, letting me go in and out. Watching my engorged penis, throbbing with veins, move in and out of her overflowing vagina, from deep red to covered in a layer of pale white foam, a surge of excitement and physical pleasure rushed to my head. I felt a light, floating sensation, my mind absorbing the pleasure from my penis like a sponge, my soul already soaring into space. I continued thrusting forcefully, my body feeling increasingly tense, yet simultaneously experiencing an indescribable sense of comfort and relaxation. Her juices were unusually abundant, and the coming together of her lower body produced a series of wet, squelching sounds. My penis was covered in her glistening love juice, and with each thrust, it pulled out the tender flesh of her vagina, only to forcefully push it back in. Her full breasts bounced with each thrust, her body rippling with waves of flesh, her moans growing louder and deeper, her vagina sucking at my glans with a rhythmic contraction and relaxation. Suddenly, I felt my wife's vagina tighten, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her legs clamping around me, her body almost frozen, and copious amounts of secreted fluid gushing out. I knew my wife was at the peak of arousal, and this was the moment when vigorous thrusting was most needed. So, while kissing my wife's breasts, I steadied her legs, adjusted my position, and unleashed a storm of thrusting. "Oh... ah... ah..." my wife cried out again, her long, smooth, black hair obscuring her beautiful face. I sped up, charging forward like a sports car that couldn't stop, the loud "slap slap slap" of impact echoing between our bodies. After a frenzied, passionate thrusting, the feeling of ejaculation suddenly surged through my glans, and I immediately stopped, leaving my hard penis inside my wife's warm vagina. During the pause in my movements, Xiao Huang, who was squatting by the bed, buried his head in my wife's chest and took her hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it forcefully. "Mmm...mmm...it hurts...be gentle..." My wife couldn't bear Xiao Huang's passionate sucking; her eyes were tightly closed, her face showing a mixture of pleasure and pain, her cherry lips slightly parted as she softly pleaded. At the same time, I felt my wife's vagina contract violently, squeezing me tighter and tighter... Seeing my wife's adorable state as she was being played with by two men, I thrust into her again with a fierce, forceful thrust, making her full breasts sway violently back and forth with my intense assault. My wife later told me about her new experience: during intercourse, her breasts swayed dramatically, like someone was caressing her, which made her more aroused and excited. With each thrust, the urge to ejaculate on my glans became increasingly unbearable. Looking down, I saw that our genitals were completely wet, our pubic hair was matted together, and her vaginal opening was covered in sticky little bubbles. I withdrew, squatted down beside my wife's bed, and gently stroked her face. I nudged Xiao Huang, signaling him to get on top. Amidst my wife's soft moans, Xiao Huang put his mouth to her ear, licking it while whispering something to her. My wife, stimulated, nodded repeatedly. Xiao Huang's lips suddenly pressed against his wife's. His wife tilted her head slightly, seemingly resisting, yet also seemingly accepting... Soon, a dazed expression appeared on her face as she was completely immersed in a passionate kiss. She moaned, "Mmm... Oh..." Her sensual lips twisted slightly under Xiao Huang's kisses, her fair arms tightly wrapped around his body, and her high, firm breasts pressed tightly against his chest... Seeing his wife take the initiative to be intimate with Xiao Huang, a surge of heat rushed to my head, and my penis became even thicker and harder: "Okay, let's share your body together." Then, I willingly lifted his wife's jade-like legs and asked Xiao Huang to ravage her to his heart's content. The three of us went wild with lust to the extreme. Xiao Huang then got back onto the bed, pressing his body against his wife's snow-white flesh. He reached down to her genitals, rubbing his glans against her vulva, then, holding his penis firmly between her parted legs, he thrust downwards. "Oh..." With a cry from his wife, his large penis, wet with her fluids, slid easily into her incredibly lubricated vagina. Xiao Huang was inside my wife again. Xiao Huang's sexual movements were the same as before—small but powerful. His wife's hair swayed back and forth with his thrusts.The two embraced tightly. Their intercourse deepened into a passionate, ecstatic state. The wife's vaginal fluids soaked their pubic hair and dripped onto the bed. I moved to their lower bodies and inserted my fingers into Xiao Huang's crotch, caressing the area between her vaginal opening and anus. The area bulged as Xiao Huang's penis entered; it receded as he withdrew, creating a vacuum effect, somewhat like the working of a bellows. I watched with great interest for a while, then stepped back to appreciate this exciting and arousing scene. Xiao Huang used one knee to forcefully spread one of his wife's legs apart, his taut, prominent leg muscles pressed tightly against her smooth, delicate thigh. The harmonious beauty of the man and woman was evident even in the strength and grace of those legs. My wife's legs were spread wide, her vaginal opening almost directly facing Xiao Huang's large penis as it thrust in quickly and deeply. The skin around her vaginal opening was taut and translucent with a bluish tinge. At this moment, Xiao Huang's penis could penetrate to its deepest point without any resistance each time. However, when he withdrew halfway, he would resume his thrusting motion and forcefully insert it deep into the vaginal cavity. Each time his penis moved back and forth inside my wife's vagina, it caused her body to contract or even shudder. "There's a labia opening and closing at the very back of my sister-in-law's vagina. Is her cervix open?" Xiao Huang paused and reported to me. My wife groaned, "It's you... opening my flower core..." "My sister-in-law is gripping me so tightly. I've already reached the end, and now her vagina is gripping me tightly! Oh, it feels so good, the flesh inside is even tighter, ring after ring." He said, thrusting deeply again, his lower body pressed tightly against his wife's, and then stopped. "Ugh...it's so embarrassing...don't say it..." The wife's voice was trembling with tears, but upon closer listening, it wasn't discomfort, but rather a sense of ethereal bliss, as if she were about to ascend to the pinnacle of life and take flight. Xiao Huang's legs were straight and trembling slightly, likely from the contractions of his wife's vagina during her orgasm. Perhaps stimulated by the sucking sensation from her vaginal contractions, he trembled along with her. "Ah...oh..." My wife's cries grew louder, her hands gripping the pillow tightly, her whole body writhing, her beautiful face glowing with the intoxicating light of sexual pleasure... Time ticked by, and when the clock struck six, Xiao Huang was still relentlessly thrusting. By this time, they had changed positions countless times. He held my wife's buttocks and thrust from behind, using just the right amount of force. Each time he penetrated deep into my wife's vagina, he would pause heavily, then twist his hips forcefully from side to side, so that my wife's vagina could better feel his penis, which had swelled to its limit from the constant piston-like movements. My wife held onto the headboard with both hands, her legs weakly kneeling on the bed, her face wet with sweat that soaked her beautiful hair. If I hadn't been supporting her weight by holding her waist, she would have long since collapsed onto the bed from Xiao Huang's vigorous thrusting. "Plop...plop...plop..." Soft sounds of intercourse emanated from their lower bodies. Xiao Huang's penis appeared and disappeared outside his wife's vulva, a sensual scene that made my heart race. My wife's astonishing wetness flowed down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her, making them so slippery that she could barely kneel. Finally, Xiao Huang had to temporarily withdraw his penis. I picked her up and placed her on the other side of the bed, and they resumed their activities. Xiao Huang's thrusting became increasingly vigorous, each stroke penetrating deep into my wife's vagina, almost suffocating her. Several times, due to the excessive force, his penis slipped outside her vulva, but Xiao Huang simply lifted his hips slightly and skillfully pushed it back inside. My wife's cries at this point were devoid of meaning, only faint moans emanating from her abdomen with each deep thrust: "Oh...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." I could feel the sensation of Xiao Huang's thrusting emanating from my wife's body. "Honey, are you alright?" I couldn't help but ask. My wife seemed completely lost in passion, her face showing an expression of ecstasy during sex. Beads of sweat dripped from her body, condensing on her nose and sticking to her temples. She leaned against my chest, looking at me blankly, nodded, and forced a smile: "I'm alright... but... I've never felt this stimulated before... wave after wave... ah... no... I... I'm going to come again!" Suddenly, Xiao Huang increased his speed, making our bodies slap against each other with a loud "slap slap." My wife could no longer make a sound. She impulsively hugged me, arching her buttocks to receive Xiao Huang's increasingly forceful thrusts. Her teeth were clenched tightly, yet they trembled constantly, her lips almost bleeding from being bitten. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and shouted again: "Husband... I... I'm... I'm... I'm coming again!" Then her whole body trembled uncontrollably. Just as my wife clung to me and managed a hoarse cry, in an instant, after one of Xiao Huang's most violent thrusts, he stopped pumping, tightly gripping my wife's buttocks. His lower abdomen and the ti

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